[Verse 1]
In a marble-lit hall, a wooden desk gleams through the dust,
The boy argues with the father, eyes asking why trust.
The girl in the silence, a shade in the sunlit floor,
Whispers of a verdict falling softly to the door.
[Pre-Chorus]
The judge observes, then lets a careful smile bloom,
A turn of fate in a courtroom's slow, suspended room.
[Chorus]
Hazy and hopeful, the pages turn and sigh,
Between the lines of justice, a between-us and a bye.
The walls hold their breath as the gavel remains unseen,
A promise of balance where truth and mercy convene.
[Verse 2]
The father speaks in shadows; the son fights for a claim,
While the girl stands quiet, weathered by the frame.
The judge leans forward, a spark in the carved grace,
Says, “This isn’t for you all… this is for me to face.”
[Pre-Chorus]
Eyes shift like lanterns, zooming in on the plea,
A moment of clarity in a family’s decree.
[Chorus]
Hazy and hopeful, the pages turn and sigh,
Between the lines of justice, a between-us and a bye.
The walls hold their breath as the gavel remains unseen,
A promise of balance where truth and mercy convene.
[Bridge]
And the text on the screen fades to a quiet cue,
“يتبع…” a whisper of what time cannot undo.
[Chorus]
Hazy and hopeful, the pages turn and sigh,
Between the lines of justice, a between-us and a bye.
The walls hold their breath as the gavel remains unseen,
A promise of balance where truth and mercy convene.
[Outro]
A poised calm lingers as the scene drifts away,
The courtroom slows, and mercy leads the way.
